Duffed no more – Paranoia
One of the problems with being the kind of person that likes to keep themselves well informed, is that becomes apparent that when it comes to pregnancy, childbirth and parenting, there is such a thing as being *too* well informed. I know anecdotally, that just about everyone I know has had a wobble where they have thought that something they’ve done might cause a problem, and that they are/will be a craptacular parent as a result.
While the support that you can get from certain on-line and NHS resources can be brilliant and there’s a lot of good useful information out there, there’s also a lot of opinion masquerading as advice that serves no useful purpose apart from making you feel bad and pissing on your chips. The disparity between the opinions of the midwives on the ward was quite startling so once the rest of the world wades in, it’s fair to say that there’ll be a period when you won’t know whether you’re Arthur or Martha.
Filtering this tripe (when you’re knackered) is an onerous task…so it’s hardly a surprise that quite a lot of new mothers have a wee bout of paranoia…